MY IMPERFECTIONS

I can’t help the way I am
You have to accept me as I am
I admit I am not perfect
Oh! My imperfection, I love it.

Trying to change me
Don’t you dare
I come with a warning label
‘Handle me with care’.

Sometimes I tend to lose my discretion
Also, I drown in deep depression
I know I act like a child
Why do you care? After all it’s my life!

I don’t want to be a duplication
I am happy being a treasure of imperfections
I have my own way of living
If you can’t get it, you don’t fit in.